A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

363 – Side Story 1. A World Without You (1)

Robert Seville, a young knight in his mid-20s who hides his skills

That was Robert’s position when he first met Gray Gibraltar 10 years ago.

A young man who was born in the Barony of Seville and was fortunate enough to feel the blessings of Mana and become a knight, with the skills of a mid-level knight.

-I will write Chu Battlefield to Gibraltar, so show his skills there and build up connections. That is the weight of the city of Seville that I give to you.

Under the orders of the Baron of Seville, Robert worked for the Gibraltar family and was a tool of the family to build connections in Seville.

How can a young man from a commoner easily become a knight just by using a sword?

Unless you have master-level skills or talent, or an ancestor passed down the title of count or higher, you need connections.

Letter of recommendation from a strong person.

Or learn from that strong man, miraculously become a high-ranking knight and advance to the central region, or become a member of a knight from a powerful local family.

-Gibraltar is in a learning phase. You will learn your skills there and then return to Seville and offer your loyalty to your friend Gamos.

In the end, the final destination was Seville.

After receiving the last name of Seville and going to Gibraltar to study and train, the final destination of Robert Seville’s life was his hometown.

A life where you leave your hometown to learn for a while and die loyal to your hometown.

Every person in Nostrum thought, ‘It’s an ordinary life,’ but something unique came to life after a boy called him.

Gray Gibraltar.

After meeting a wild boy who was already behaving like an adult at the age of only 10, Robert Seville’s life began anew as ‘Sir Robert’.

Is it because I first saw a person being killed under the morgue in Gibraltar?

Is it because I saw him create a nursery and make a deal with Queen Black Rose Carmen, the actual ruler of Morgania?

Is it because I saw him speaking the imperial language fluently while reading the imperial newspaper?

-Gray Gibraltar, isn’t it a family like Cadian Gibraltar?

Someone called Gray a genius.

Regardless of his age, I thought he was a young genius who had already learned in 10 years what it would take others 20 years to learn.

Cadian Gibraltar.

At the age of 10, he suddenly acted like a different person, and became a great hero who saved not only Gibraltar but also Nostrum from crisis.

Although the end of his life ended in death against the enemy, he met a fierce death by fighting against 10,000 of the Empire’s most elite soldiers.

-It was truly a meaningless death.

Sometimes, Gray Gibraltar would say that.

When discussing the Sword Master’s power and Lord Cadian, Gray Gibraltar always felt bitter about death.

Like someone who died once and came back to life.

– Master Gray, didn’t he actually die once and be reborn?

Someone said something ridiculous like that.

-No matter how genius he is, he is not this smart.

-This guy. How can people go back to the past and where is that great magic?

-You never know. In another 50 years, such magic may have been developed, and Master Gray may have returned to the past!

-That sounds crazy. So Master Gray is much older than us?

-I guess that would be such a crazy idea, right?

Didn’t Gray Gibraltar turn back time and become 10 years old?

Looking around historically, it is said that such people sometimes existed, but of course, they completely denied the suspicion.

-It would be better to think of him as having ‘future vision’ like Lord Cadian.

However, according to some historical records, there were some who revealed that they had a special miracle called ‘the ability to see the future.’

I see the future.

So, in order to deal with that future, I just rack my brain and twist my body.

If so, problem.

Are you purely seeing the future, or do you really know the future because you have already experienced it, as someone said?

-Look. Are your actions perfect now?

Those who cast doubts began to withdraw them one by one.

Gray Gibraltar’s actions seemed correct and correct at first glance, but on the other hand, they were full of things that seemed sloppy and meaningless.

So I thought.

Ah.

He’s just a young genius.

If you just have the ability to see the future, you’re thinking of various things about how to overcome that future based on the world you recognize.

However, Robert swore allegiance to Gray Gibraltar.

Robert watched Gibraltar change as he chased after something that Gray Gibraltar showed, and looked at the traces left in its footsteps.

Unlike Seville, which stands still, Gibraltar changes every day.

Starting with one’s own family, one’s territory, and changing the world.

Just by following behind, Robert received the greatest favor of anyone.

Master.

Meeting with an elf.

Intellectual maturity.

Rise in status as a nobleman.

It may be surprising, but Robert rose to prominence to the point where he was given the new surname Robert ‘Madrid’.

However, more than the last name of Madrid, Robert was more comfortable in the position of assisting Gray Gibraltar than in the position of being in charge of something.

-Kyung. There will be a time when you have to think and judge for yourself.

The young genius spoke as if he was proud of having raised himself.

-You are a master now, so you have to establish a territory and lead his family.

Is it because they turned a commoner knight into a master?

I always agonized and agonized to find the best answer to every question I was asked, but perhaps it was because I reached a point where I was able to find an answer that could read Gray Gibraltar’s thoughts to some extent faster than anyone else.

-If I die one day and disappear, then I will ask for Gibraltar.

What did they say at that time?

-I am indeed. You mean something that doesn’t even sound like a word? There is no order when going. One day, I could suddenly commit suicide, you man.

He talked as if he was really young or as if it was a joke he could tell because he had already died.

Last moment.

Robert saw the Gray Gibraltar flying into the sky without even looking back.

Robert thought as he watched his life moving forward for nearly 10 years.

The only time Gray Gibraltar looks away from the front is when he looks at Princess Astasia next to him.

Just like that, the young man who had lived only looking at something for 10 years disappeared.

The boy who had sacrificed everything for his family, estate, and loved ones for 10 years was gone to heaven as soon as he became a young man.

To kill the emperor.

And the emperor died.

After the flying imperial palace of Habsburg von Tersian was imprisoned in the royal capital of Toledo.

The emperor’s body could not be found.

Gray Gibraltar’s body was also nowhere to be found.

There are only traces of the fierce battle that took place in the ruins of the collision between the Royal Palace and the Flying Imperial Palace, and in a part of the collapsed garden.

Scattered blood.

Dried blood.

Traces of battle abound even in the shattered wreckage.

And, traces of death.

The body did not exist.

The body was gone, but that made it even more recognizable.

“Master.”

Robert found the answer.

“You’re gone forever.”

Whether alive or dead.

Gray Gibraltar has disappeared from history.

“…”

Slowly, Robert stood up.

“Master. Can you see this? This place, Barcelona.”

Robert leaned against the window and scanned the room he was in.

“The Governor General of Barcelona has now become the County of Barcelona.”

Normally, this would be a place where he would have been wearing a monocle with gray hair – good eyesight, but also a traitorous traitor – and said it was a fashion statement – holding an Imperial newspaper and clicking his tongue while saying, ‘Compared to the Empire, Nostrum is… Tsk tsk.’ .

“And in order to fill the empty position that the Governor had left, he brute forcefully placed one of the strongest beings in this position. As it happens…He ended up becoming me.”

That place has now become his place

“Master.”

In the office of the Governor-General, there is no answer from the person who is supposed to be in the empty seat.

“Where are you?”

Robert looked outside, holding a cup filled with the bitter-smelling Somnus tea that he smelled every day.

“This place is hell.”

Outside.

The streets of the County of Barcelona and the Princely Castle were bustling with people.

“The royal capital is ruined.”

They were refugees.

“Other territories are also trying to abandon their lords and come to the center.”

They left the lords who could not protect them and began to gather one by one towards a place where there was a military force or master who could protect them.

“Morgania, Orosol, Barcelona, and Gibraltar. The other places…Have virtually become empty lands.”

How should I express this?

A situation in which all northern and southern territories except for the center of the ‘old kingdom’ has virtually disappeared.

“By the way.”

Robert sighed and looked up at the ceiling.

“I think this is at least a little bit better.”

Robert looked at the imperial newspaper on the desk in his office, something he had become somewhat accustomed to, even though it was awkward to even use the term ‘his’now.

“The empire was divided.”

The emperor is dead.

“He didn’t die after choosing a special successor. Even that successor was Gray Gibraltar. No, the actual successor was Astasia von Tersian. She…”

The princess disappeared.

“…Where has he gone? If he is, he must be by your side.”

Robert had a hunch.

If you are alive, we will be together, and if you are dead-

“…”

No.

He wouldn’t have died.

Don’t you know how happy they are when they see someone who they thought was dead and then come back to life?

Yes.

Must be alive.

Must be alive-

Bulke Duck.

“Count Barcelona!!”

The office door opened roughly, and a contemplative administrator came in.

“What’s going on, Chief Administrator Julius?”

“From the Empire, another refugee!!”

“…”

Robert is.

“Ha.”

The administrator frowned as he looked at the huge amount of documents he brought with him.

“Administrator Julius.”

“Yes, Your Excellency the Count.”

“Would it be faster for us to process all of these documents? If not, would it be quicker to somehow find the master and have him sit here and tell him to process the documents?”

“…”

Behind Chief Administrative Officer Julius, the administrative officers who were carrying loads of documents began to look at each other.

“Master, where are you?”

Robert sighed and sat down at his desk.

“After you disappeared, did you make me the master so that you could spare me the trouble?”

“Well, Your Excellency the Count. That is…”

“Bring the documents.”

Robert took out one of the Carolines that were piled up inside a drawer and poured a whole bottle into his mouth.

“You must find it. He is the only one who can sort out the chaos on the continent faster than anyone else.”

Death of the emperor.

The disintegration of the empire.

And of the Kingdom of Nostrum-

“Hey, Your Excellency the Count.”

“What’s going on?”

“…You look very similar to His Excellency the Governor-General.”

“…”

Robert frowned as he looked at the mirror on his office desk.

“Me and you?”

“Well, it’s not the face or anything like that. It’s the way you speak or the way you act… “

“I guess it’s because I saw and learned something.”

Yes.

I watched and learned.

“I didn’t know it would end up like this.”

If we meet again, I want to ask you.

He must have known.

The chaos in the world that will come after killing the emperor.

And the many things that need to be done to sort out the confusion.

“Ah.”

Robert looked up at the sky.

“I wanted to retire.”

One month since the emperor’s death.

The continent has faced an unprecedented period of turbulence.

“No, Sir Robert.”

“…Your Highness Naria.”

“You are his legacy.”

The empire was torn apart, and the kingdom took on a new look.

“You should be the first prime minister of our kingdom. Where are you planning to retire?”

The Kingdom of Nostrum was destroyed.

And now, a new kingdom has been born.

“Isn’t he the next Prime Minister of the Holy Kingdom of Spain and the Count of the capital city of Barcelona?”

Kingdom of Spain.

“Well, where did the name Spain come from?”

“The name of this continent.”

“…”

The first king.

“I command you in the name of Naria Jabes Spain.”

Naria.

“Hurry up and get to work. Since your master is gone, shouldn’t you repay him for raising you so hard?”

“…”

Robert silently picked up the pen.